GIVEN TO THE WRONG ALPHA
Alexander Jacerejected by the alpha claimed by the lycan king altheamated to the lycan princerejected by the alpha, claimed by the lycan kingforced maiden for the cursed alpha king
Day three, they come.
Not together. One by one, like challengers.
**Thorn Two** drops from the sky. Wings. He’s not wolf, not human. Bird-boned, hollow, eyes like knives. “I am Wrath,” he says. “I judge the King.”
He dives at Cael.
Rowan intercepts, claws out. They crash into the stump, splintering it.
“Stop,” I shout. “By order of the King—”
“He hasn’t earned it,” Wrath snarls, pinning Rowan. “A baby doesn’t rule, strength rules.”
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